Dear friend,
It was one of those days that I didn't mind going to school because the weather was so pretty. The sky was overcast with clouds, and the air felt like a warm bath. I don't think I ever felt that clean before. When I got home, I had to mow the lawn, and I didn't mind one bit. I just listened to the music, and breathed in the day, and remembered things. Things like walking around the neighborhood and looking at the houses and the lawns and the colorful trees and having that be enough.
One thing i remember when i was little the kids who lived by us used to play a game. What you would do is take a ball and one person would have it, and all the other kids would try to tackle that kid. And then whoever got the ball next would run around with it, and the kids would try to tackle him. This could go on for hours. I never really understood the point of this game, but my cousin Victor loved it. He didn't like to run with the ball so much as he liked to tackle people. He would even tackle me even though i was never allowed to play.
I really wish you could feel how nice it is outside right now. I want it to be like this forever. It's so calm and peaceful. it's like it washes all my worries away. Ben says these kind of days are perfect.
Ben told me a story about him and Brad. So I kind of understand why Ben didn't get mad at Brad. Ben says Brad is just too shy to announce their relationship. But i don't think it's fair to Ben. Every time anyone sees then together at a party and they hold hands or anything like that he always says he was so wasted that he doesn't remember a thing. Or he would say Ben was being a creep and doing it to him without him wanting Ben to do that.
I asked Bed if he felt sad that he had to keep it a secret, and Ben just said that he wasn't sad because he loved Brad.
I don't understand why Ben would like Brad but i really hope he doesn't get hurt. I really hope he doesn't.
I have to go now, i see my step mum coming in through the driveway.
Love always,
Daniel
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Dear Friend,
De TodoDear Friend, I am writing to you because you listen and understand and didn't try to hurt that person at that party even though you could have. Please don't try to figure out where i am because then you might figure out who I am, and I really do...
